foreword

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it's a simple afternoon and i have nothing to do. the skies are grey, just like the way the words in this story are written. i haven't a reason why i decided to suddenly write without a sudden though but tears have been shed, mind you. 

you've been warned. there will be mentions of depression, illnesses, and in a nutshell, the story is overall depressing.

but if you like beating yourself like i did while writing this book, then by all means, please continue.

Plagiarism is strictly prohibited.

All work belongs to me 

(except certain quotes, whose owners will be mentioned)

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